So.

[fflo]

I don't have a perfect postcard for today, or even a good one, I reckon.  So I'm just posting a post (this post) to post some flavor of the stunned sleepless sunken-face day I'm about to enter the evening part of and leave the office from.  I got here late, but not as late as I'd planned to.  And I met someone for a comfort burger late lunch before walking the dog.  That was good.  She is more upset at the not-Hillary not-the-woman not-the-shattered-ceiling, %age-of-upsetness-wise, I think, than am I.  And she had crying jags overnight last night to the extent that sometimes she couldn't breathe.  I haven't had any of that.  I've mostly felt compelled to reach out to people I know (thus got on facebook as much as twitter in processing what was happening), and while doing that noticed that the things that have felt wrong between me and others I (have) love(d) didn't feel so big somehow.  There was also a tailing in on what my therapist & I were talking about before this happened, as I was telling Tracy today, about justice and when there is none and having a problem of not quite knowing how to deal with that.  And now this.  By which I mean Trump, if you can't tell.  Yesterday being Election Day.

paperkingdoms posted something about hope--- something that was refreshingly not simple & rosy & aw-shucks-cheer-up, cuz seriously fuck that.  That was good.  It feels a little like my relationship to the world has shifted, suddenly.  What's the name for when the surface of the earth cracks and shifts in a quake?  Tectonic jerkery?  That reminds me how I watched a little TV doc thing the other day about sinkholes.

Okay I guess that'll do.  I'll post a postcard next.  Then go home and maybe sleep this night.

Hello, person reading this.  Extra-heartfelt hello if you too are sleepy and/or sad and/or majorly bummed and stunned with it.

Comments

[gutterfl0wer.livejournal.com]

I suspect therapists are going to be getting a lot of business after this.

[fflo.livejournal.com]

Yeah, bet you're right. I know they had a lot of triggered people during the sexual assault portions of the President-Elect's campaign. Which is a strange thing to think about there having been.

[crankyasanoldma.livejournal.com]

I've ranged from feeling bad to feeling like we'll survive this. I'd rather feel hope than despair, but I am conscious of those who would point out that I'm in a position of privilege where I probably will emerge from Trump's presidency unscathed even if he is awful. My marriage, my health insurance, my place in the U.S. isn't really at risk. Nor is my pussy, given his apparent taste.

[fflo.livejournal.com]

Linking our oppressions and consciously making ourselves invested in each other's can fix the problem this kind of fracturing of vulnerability results in. Better than that quotation about how First they came for the Socialists --- though that is a powerful set of sentences.

[peteralway.livejournal.com]

I'm progressing from nausea to denial. I have to stop listening to NPR. Listening to a classical music station instead because I can't bear hearing about it over and over and over.

I can be in denial, because I'm in a "safe" demographic. For now.

Well, safe, except for losing my health insurance, and having the threats of kidney and eye trouble leading to blindness or who-knows-what.

[fflo.livejournal.com]

So, see, you can't really be in denial. You're in the boat too. Or you will be.

I was thinking today how we have a few months before it happens. At least.

[changeling72.livejournal.com]

First my compatriots choose to leave Europe - and now your compatriots choose Trump.

Putin's creaming his panties.

[spikesgirl58.livejournal.com]

I was a little disappointed yesterday, but not as much for myself but rather all the people who will be impacted by anything Trump will say or do over the next four years. I'm hoping it will result in real involvement and social activism now. We can only hope.

For you, a postcard instead -

[fflo.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

[paperkingdoms]

Just, you know, /hugs here, too.